A man is driving home, thinking about beating his wife. Along the way, he passes a turtle. I am that turtle.
Veteran Lurker and Silent NPC. Basically shrubbery but I don't go away if you ignore me unlike plants.
I believe in my whole race. Yellow, white, black, red, brown in the honesty, courage, intelligence, durability and goodness of the overwhelming majority of my brothers and sisters everywhere
Just a random closet brony in Eastasia interested in horse words...May write stories in the future if I have time